Grey,wet Friday 28 June 2013

Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into the conversation. The kettle is singing, even as it pours you a drink. The cooking parts have left their arrogant aloofness and seen the good in you at last. All the birds and the creatures of the world are unutterably themselves. ,

Everything, everything, everything is waiting for you

From Paul Bateman 

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